CHAPTER 228

With a grunt, Jack levered himself out of bed. He was a little tender in places, but it was a good tender, like the type you get after a satisfying workout. And fuck, it had been satisfying. Not satisfying enough that he didn’t want more, though.

He didn’t bother to shower, just pulled on his clothes from last night and raked his hands through his hair to tame it. He rubbed his face and decided he should at least brush his teeth. No one liked morning breath, no matter what movies and books tried to tell him.

Teeth brushed and minty fresh, Jack exited his apartment, crossed the hall, and tapped on Dianna’s door. She didn’t answer, but he could hear music from the other side, so he assumed she was home. He knocked again and when he still got no answer, he tried the door handle. It opened under his hand and he stood frozen for a moment.

Her apartment was unlocked. His stomach clenched at the thought that anyone could walk in on her. The visceral reaction shocked him. He shouldn’t c